101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 185 Pregnant!

After leaving the main hall, Ah Si stayed outside the door all night, with snow piled on his body.Quci came out and looked at the white sky in the east, and then at the stars in the distance gradually being eroded by the sun. He sighed to himself: "Time is running out, success or failure depends on this." He made a bet, and the bet was the entire Suzaku Kingdom. But I don’t know who the opponent is, is it God’s will or the emperor?
When Shihua woke up, he hurriedly washed up and went to greet his master, but when he found out that Shou Sui had just rested, he had to kowtow outside the door to see him.

I feel a little disgusted with myself, look at their professional ethics, and then look at myself, alas!Had a really good sleep last night.

After the new year is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there is no fun on the fifteenth day, and all the fun is outside the palace. It is impossible for Shihua to have the opportunity to watch the lantern temple fair, so he obediently stays in the Xianxing Palace.

On the 23rd of the first lunar month, King Rui came back safely. This was done well. The emperor rewarded him with something, but it was far less than what King Ling got.

After the first month, King Ling sent good news that Princess Ling was pregnant, and the emperor rewarded him with a lot of things. Recently, the emperor favored King Ling, which caused King Rui to suffer a lot of neglect in the court.

Nangong Zhou stroked his flat belly: "Don't worry, my mother-in-law will definitely protect you this time." Knowing that it was for the good of the child, he even drank the medicine happily.

When Ling Wang entered the palace for business, Nangong Qian came over, and brought a lot of tonic cloth.

"I heard that my sister is pregnant, so I came here to congratulate her." Since entering Prince Rui's Mansion, Nangong Qian has been favored by her skills and frail appearance. Her eyebrows are not as cautious and restrained as before, but she has a high-spirited look. feeling.

"Excuse me for worrying." Nangong Zhou lowered his beautiful eyes and half leaned on the imperial concubine's bed, quite casually.

Nangong Qian seemed happier than her, and brought a lot of good things: "This sister's first child, you have to take good care of it. If it's cold or hot, you can't touch it, especially if it hurts your body."

Nangong Zhou lightly pressed his right hand on his abdomen, and looked at Nangong Qian in his spare time: "How does my sister know these things?"

"I heard that my sister was pregnant, and my sister was very happy, so I went to ask my sister who was born and raised in the palace, so I naturally know something." Nangong Qian said, walking in front of her cautiously: "Sister, you should beware of the women in the backyard." Yes, no?"

"No, what?" Nangong Zhou looked at her with a smile on his face. Even if the women in the backyard make small moves, they can't compare to your vicious heart.

For some reason, she felt a little guilty being stared at. Nangong Qian smiled and said, "How about letting my sister take care of you? This is how I took care of my sister when I was at my mother's house."

"No need." Let you take care of me, I'm afraid I won't even have bones left.Wei Wei raised her head and looked at her weak and kind eyes: "Sister, life in Prince Rui's Mansion seems to be going well, and it's becoming more and more prosperous."

Is she implying to herself that King Rui and King Ling won't deal with each other?Ever since Nangong Zhou fell off the embroidery pavilion, he seemed to no longer trust him so much.

Nangong Zhou stood up, and the servant who was waiting beside him immediately came to help him, with a serious look on his face.

"Sister, don't come to Lingwang's mansion in the future." She walked into the inner room without looking back, she didn't want to compete with her now, and everything should put the child first, and she didn't mind tolerating it for a while.

Anyone who has no composure can tell what this means. Nangong Qian’s hands hidden in her sleeves are clenched into embroidered fists. It seems that she needs to use a snack machine.

"There are still 52 days." Shihua counted the days on his fingers, impatiently thinking about March, to see what this master can do for him.

(End of this chapter)